18 Team RWBY...
"Roy Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Yang Xiao Long, you four have collected white knight Pieces-"
I'm pretty sure they were gold though.
"- As of now-"
Wait... Roy, Weiss, Blake, Yang... Oh, Shi-
"-You will be known as Team RWBY, led by: Roy rose!"
My face remained blank as I raised my hand to hold off Yang from hugging me.
RWBY... The bastard made me the main character! Hey, at least that god didn't force me to be a cute anime girl.
Sighing I turn around and head for the dorms. My team followed silently behind me, well except for Yang who tried to make small talk with the other two.
Anyway, as it turns out, Jaune is a leader, though he didn't do much, blocking a couple of hits from the deathstalker that was chasing him and the redhead.
Since we (Read: I) killed the nevermore, The deathstalker was graciously left for the newly formed JNPR.
Finally reaching our dorm room, I slide the new scroll Ozpin gave everyone who passed before announcing the teams and opened the door.
...Cramp.
The four beds were side by side, on each side of the large window in the centre of the opposite wall, there were four desks, four shelves and four nightstands... Bruh, it's so uniform that I want to burn the place down.
Reaching down, I grab the hem of my shirt... and just yank it up.
"Wh-What are you doing?"
Ignoring my partner's protests, I reach down to our bags that were brought it and take out a pair of underwear, a black shirt and shorts.
"Roy, don't you want to be a gentleman and let the ladies have a shower first?"
...This bitch serious?
Looking back at Yang, I rose an eyebrow, expecting her to realize that "Gentleman" wasn't something I would call myself.
"No."
I went inside the bathroom.
As soon as I closed the door, I pointed at it while looking at summer and she went away.
Rolling my eyes, I start the shower.
"Weiss and blake are listening in, just so you know! Maybe because they saw you yesterday changing, Told you to get behind a curtain."
I let out an irritated sigh.
It is only a matter of time until I snap, kids being kids is one thing, but adults treating me like I don't know how the world works just pisses me off.
I need to leave by the end of the second year, before that though I need to get better... After that, I'll travel, see some sights and settle down somewhere quiet, Strong enough to protect myself, strong enough to have a peaceful life.
With those thoughts, I walked under the running water.
-Yang POV-
That asshole.
"Is he always like that?"
Asked Blake, That just distanced himself from the door. Yes, I admit my brother was very attractive but better dash their hopes right now, lest he actually blasts them with fire.
"He's fifteen, it's a rebellious phase."
The two turned to me so fast that I heard their necks crack. If nothing else, this was amusing.
"He's fifteen?"
Weiss muttered, eyes wide in disbelief, looking back and forth between me and the door.
"Yeah, he's as grumpy as an old man, been that way since he was eight."
I stretched my arms and walked over to one of the beds, calling dibs on it.
Looking back at the two, they seem to be in deep thought. Probably imagined what he would look like in his early twenties.
Rolling my eyes, I laid down on the bed. At least he sucks at video games, Right?
-The next day, Roy's POV-
I stood in the middle of the room, Looking at my sleeping teammates, they looked so peaceful, sleeping like there was no trouble in the world. Even summer was sleeping, just lying... can she lay on beds? Anyway.
...I turned to the door where my newest purchases were brought... at six in the morning. Ugh!
Sighing and knowing that I couldn't go back to sleep now, I decided to get to work.
Opening the first box, I look at the TV... I need to wait until I can mount this on a wall, shrugging, I take it out and place it on my desk, taking out its legs and attaching them with a screwdriver.
When done, I placed the screwdriver back into the toolkit that I bought with the rest of the package...
I should have mounted it to a wall... And I still have a desk to make... God damn it.
-A few hours later, Blake's POV-
Waking up at the sound of shuffling, I sat up on the bed, rubbing my eyes. I was still groggy and who would be up this early anyway?
Looking around the room, I saw Roy, standing in front of a TV... TV? How did the TV get here? How did it get on the wall?
"Roy?"
He turned towards me with a raised eyebrow, as if I was the one that disturbed him.
"How did you get that TV... How did you manage to mount it on a wall... The desk.... and is that the latest gamebox?"
Did he buy those?
"I bought them."
Apparently, he did.
I look over at his desk where a laptop was sitting along with some headphones.
He walked over to the large pile of boxes that were neatly placed in the corner and took out two boxes... Were those pillow chairs?
He opened them, one after the other and placed them down right in front of the TV.
Sitting down in one of them, he sighed in satisfaction and slumped in it.
"Comfortable?"
He nods at my question, not even looking back at me. The other cousin looks comfortable too...
"Do you have any idea how hard it was to set these things up without anyone waking up?"
I could imagine.
"I also need some new clothes, can't imagine how you fight in those tight outfits, my uncle fights in a full-on suit and I never bothered to ask."
...Really? They make outfits from flexible yet durable materials for hunters, has he been fighting in those things because he thought he could move freely in them?
"Huntsmen clothing is made from stretchable material so we can wear whatever we want while fighting, most of us dress like we do to calm people down, if the civilians think that they need to be protected they will worry, and the worry will attract more Grimm..."
I trailed off as he looked over at me.
"You're telling me, that huntsmen wear flashy clothes for the civilians and the said flashy clothes don't hinder your movements?"
I just nod.
His face becomes stoic, all emotions gone like they never existed.
"Tell my lack of knowledge to anyone and there will be no body to find."
...Seriously?
